She wanted to bravely express to Chu Feng that she didn't like Xue Lang at all, let alone marry a guy she had barely met. Above all, she didn't want to give away the rest of her life and step into an abyss just like that.
But in the end, she covered her mouth and remained silent.
She knew very well that compared to the Xue and Ye families, their power was too insignificant, with no way of resisting such wealthy families. Rashly telling Chu Feng and asking him to stand up for her would only bring harm to him.
This was her fate, a shackle she couldn't escape from.
For the next few days, Chu Feng was busy with the reconstruction in the war zone, and by the time he almost sorted everything out, there was only one day left until Ye Mei'er's wedding.
Chu Feng lazily stretched and turned to Luo Gang beside him. "How are the preparations for Mei'er's wedding going?"
With a grin, Luo Gang confidently replied, "Don't worry, Dragon Lord. This isn't my first rodeo. I've sorted everything out perfectly."
Upon hearing that, Chu Feng playfully scolded him for a bit.
Indeed, Luo Gang had taken care of everything for him when he had to attend Zhou Ying and Sun Mingxuan's wedding back in Jiangling. With that in mind, Chu Feng entrusted the responsibility to Luo Gang once again.
"I have already invited Shen Wanqian, a dozen prominent family heads from Bei Xi, and also the provincial governors to attend the wedding tomorrow in your name," Luo Gang reported as he flipped through the files. "The gift is also ready, secured overnight from the fashion auction in Seine, and is currently being shipped over. Everything is in perfect order for tomorrow."
"Very well." Chu Feng nodded, his eyes gleaming mischievously.
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